Johnny and Pocahontas
Jim Ruland’s review reminds me to get back to Matthew Sharpe’s “vividly realized farce,” Jamestown. (Via.)
Jim Ruland’s review reminds me to get back to Matthew Sharpe’s “vividly realized farce,” Jamestown. (Via.)
Memoirists Alison Bechdel and Mary Karr disclose the difficulties of showing personal nonfiction to the people — in this case, mom and old friends — depicted in it. (Via.)
As A.L. Kennedy’s Day appears, she discusses her revision process — often involving as many as 150 passes — and much more.
The ever-reliable Scott McLemee has whetted my interest in Clive James’ criticism. Apart from the odd excerpt, I haven’t read him.